Chapter 733: Chapter 386 “Guiding the Spirit Lord” and “6 Spirit Wheels” (Subscription Request)_2
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But now things were different, Milton had reached the limit of his cultivation, so these mories related to the practice of cultivation had beco useless to him.
Therefore, Milton planned to use the ti he still had to gain as much knowledge about this world as possible.
Sotis, the power of information is imnse.
This is also true for understanding a world.
Because Milton didn’t know whether he would reincarnate into this world again in the future.
No one can predict the future.
Even Milton, with the Simulator at his disposal, was unable to see the perfect path ahead.
So his future might have so planning, but it was impossible to stick to one path until the end.
Inevitably, he would need to proceed by continuously making mistakes and correcting his course towards the future.
Sitting cross-legged within the Cultivation Space, Milton was deep in thought at this mont.
He had made up his mind; having broken through to the eighth Realm, he was now able to access so of the hidden information within this World.
No matter whether this information was imdiately helpful, Milton intended to learn it.
He considered it an enrichnt of his Info Repository.
After all, what was not helpful now did not an it would not be of use at so future mont.
Familiarizing oneself with more knowledge is always beneficial; perhaps there will co a ti when Milton would indeed need this information.
Of course, the most crucial reason was that besides doing these things, Milton had nothing else to do.
After all, he had reached the limit of what could be cultivated in this world, making a further increase in his Realm impossible.
He surely couldn’t just end this Reincarnation Simulation and return to reality now, could he?
That would be a waste of five hundred million years of life.
That’s a span of five hundred million years, which, even if not used for cultivation, could be of great help to Milton.
Moreover, a life is not only about cultivation.
Having reincarnated into this world twice, Milton had spent nearly all his ti in arduous cultivation.
He hadn’t truly observed the world.
Now that he had the opportunity, Milton naturally planned to make use of it.
The key point was that Milton was not in the habit of actively ending a Reincarnation Simulation; unless sothing unexpected happened, he would not choose to end a beneficial reincarnation cycle prematurely.
After all, whether inside the simulation or in the real world, ti was a genuine experience for Milton.
To forcibly end a Reincarnation Simulation was essentially to waste the remaining ti within it.
And to waste ti in the simulation was equivalent to wasting ti in his reality.
While Milton wasn’t short on ti at the mont,
wasting ti is always a bad thing.
In the next mont, having sorted out his thoughts, Milton cleared his mind of any distractions.
At this point, having made his plans, it was unnecessary for him to keep pondering.
He just needed to wait for mbers of the Myriad Towns Court to co and find him on their own initiative.
As for whether soone from the Myriad Towns Court would co looking for him, that was a certainty.
Although Milton had spent most of these years within the Cultivation Space, he hadn’t entirely neglected the outside world.
The Myriad Towns Court hadn’t changed in the slightest from before.
So the ergence of a Cultivator at the eighth Realm was bound to attract the attention of the Court’s mbers.
It was just a matter of sooner or later.
Of course, at the latest, it would not take more than ten thousand years.
With that in mind, Milton within the Cultivation Space gently closed his eyes and began to consolidate the newly achieved eighth Realm breakthrough.
In fact, it wasn’t necessary for him to actively consolidate his Realm.
The inherent instinct of his Spiritual Body would passively complete this step throughout the process.
It didn’t require Milton’s deliberate interference.
Of course, actively controlling the Spiritual Body to consolidate the Realm would yield much better results and save a considerable amount of ti.
After all, he had nothing else to do at the mont.
Moreover, he was about to leave the Cultivation Space, and where he would go, Milton had no idea.
But whatever happened, it would definitely not be as safe as staying within the Cultivation Space.
Within the Cultivation Space of the Myriad Towns Court, the safety coefficient was extrely high.
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However, leaving the Cultivation Space to venture into the outside world reduces the safety factor considerably.
Fortunately, Milton Cheney had made a breakthrough to the Eight Spirits Realm.
In the entire Spiritual World, the Eight Spirits Realm was absolutely not weak—it surpassed the realm of more than ninety-five percent of cultivators.
Just like in the Immortal Realm, a True Immortal-level cultivator definitely surpasses more than ninety-five percent of all cultivators in terms of realm.
In the Spiritual World, although Milton Cheney was not the strongest, ensuring his own safety was not too much of an issue.
As long as he did not encounter any cultivator from the Nine Spirits Realm deliberately attacking him, he was almost certainly not at risk of a life-threatening crisis.
As for the possibility of a cultivator from the Nine Spirits Realm attacking him without reason, that was extrely slim.
Whether he would et a cultivator from the Nine Spirits Realm in this Reincarnation Simulation was an unknown.
That realm was far away from him.
Although his talent and aptitude were assessed at the Nine Spirits level in this Reincarnation Simulation, Milton Cheney was very clear about his own body—he knew for sure that he could not break through to the Nine Spirits Realm in this simulation.
Luckily, such situations were not uncommon in the Spiritual World.
In the Spiritual World, while talent and aptitude were extrely important for cultivators on the Spiritual World Cultivation Path, not every cultivator was able to cultivate to the realm their talent indicated.
If every cultivator could reach the realm indicated by their talent, then what would be the point of painstaking cultivation?
While the concept of talent does exist in the Spiritual World, it is not the only factor.
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Ti slowly trickled by.
Within the Cultivation Space, Milton Cheney had been quietly consolidating his realm, waiting for mbers of the Myriad Towns Court to arrive.
Six thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.
For Milton Cheney, six thousand years felt like but a mont.
He had not even noticed the passage of ti before that period had already vanished into the river of history.
At a certain mont, Milton Cheney opened his eyes within the Cultivation Space.
The instant he opened his eyes, Milton Cheney’s gaze shifted to a certain empty area within the space.
After a brief mont, a faint spatial ripple began to emanate from the spot where Milton Cheney’s gaze rested.
Milton Cheney had already opened access to the Cultivation Space, and now, if they desired, anyone could enter.
Still, even so, Milton Cheney had waited six thousand years.
“They’ve arrived.”
Milton Cheney felt a slight stir in his heart.
Yet his expression did not change in the slightest, remaining as calm as ever, as if this scene had long been expected.
Indeed, this was the case.
That mbers of the Myriad Towns Court would co to seek him out was sothing he had known would happen as soon as he broke through to the Eight Spirits Realm.
So now that it was actually happening, he was not at all surprised.
A mont later, the spatial fluctuations ceased.
A young man wearing a black robe appeared within Milton Cheney’s space.
The mont the black-robed young man saw Milton Cheney, he dropped the nonchalance from his face and respectfully began to speak,
“This ti, we require you to set out to the Spiritual Sea Area overseen by the Myriad Towns Court and take up the role of Celestial Envoy for six Spirit Cycles.”
He was straightforward and got right to the point.
As soon as the young man finished speaking, a contemplative look flashed across Milton Cheney’s face.
Of course, the emotional reveal was fleeting.
In just an instant, several thoughts raced through Milton Cheney’s mind.
Celestial Envoy?
Six Spirit Cycles?
The forr was the position he was being asked to fill, while the latter specified the duration of service in that role.
The role of Celestial Envoy was easy to understand—it essentially ant being the supervisor of the ssengers, and six Spirit Cycles equated to sixty million years.
For Milton Cheney, this amount of ti was not particularly long.
What’s more, holding the position of Celestial Envoy would allow him to quickly beco acquainted with this world.
Having understood this, Milton Cheney nodded subtly.
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